Sunday, February 14, 2016

Vultures. Gotta Love them.

                                                                                                        copyright 2016 Stepka

There is something about the vultures that circle the California countryside that just thrills me.
Swooping on the currents, quiet and serene.  Laying on the grass below them, trying to trick them into flying down closer and closer to check out that lump on the grass.  Me.
They ignore the lump, then veer off to suddenly sit heavily on a nearby broken limb of an old oak, their wings thrumming, then dead air.

Endless wanderings through the valley in search of the next meal.

Happy Valentines Day, by the way.